Father Michael

An old priest accused of molesting a child

Look at old Father Michael 

His teeth all red

beaten by townspeople

while he was sleeping in his bed

They tell me he was wise

i heard that was true

hearing it not so

makes me frown and blue

it was a month or so

since he was accused

a child he took and abused

it sickens me to the bone to hear such sin

look at his robes now 

ripped and thin

oh father Michael

you should have thought twice

Before tasting the nectar of a child

you sicken me old man

you sicken me to the bone

and now i judge the sin you must atone

There is no room here said Jane to you

for unlike the others 

your sin was true

you took that child to the back of the citadel

and there you ravaged her behind the well

get out of my sight

before i kill you

you do not deserve

to wear the vestments you drew

Author's Note

"Please Keep an open mind"